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pov you’re holding up a jefferies tube during red alert and you see this thing wyd

ANAHHASH 😭😭

A sequel to my previous post.

Yeah, I guess I’m, um… I’m going through some changes.

love bug

member — junhui x gn reader genre — fluff word count — 0.8k synopsis — jun takes care of you when you're sick, but you're not the only one who's caught a bug. warnings — reader is sick, mentions of food notes — requested by @lee--felix — we all need a jun in our lives when we're sick :( i hope you're feeling better <3

junhui opens the bedroom door with a creak, his hair peeking around the corner through the doorway to check if you’re awake.

you sigh as you lie curled up on your side against the pillow. “hi, jun.” you’ve been trying to fall asleep all afternoon, but it’s not working. you’re too hot, too cold, too restless, too tired.

“did you manage to get any rest?” he asks as he comes closer, gently sitting on the edge of the bed beside you. you can tell his face is riddled with worry, but he’s trying not to show it. 

“not really.” you shake your head a little as he moves his hand to your cheek, sweeping a few stray strands of your hair out of the way to carefully rest his palm against your forehead. your skin feels hot and clammy, but your eyes automatically close as he brushes his fingers over your head. “i feel icky.”

he frowns, and his bottom lip sticks out in a pout that you’d normally find adorable, if you weren’t still so sick. “i’m sorry, baby. i know you do.” he lifts his eyes to glance at the nightstand, where your glass of water is still full and the bowl of fruit he’d made you is still untouched, and he knows he has to try something else.

“do you wanna take a shower? or maybe i can run you a nice, warm bath?”

you start to lift your head but you don’t have a chance to reply, cut off with a fit of coughs as you turn your head away from him as far as you can and muffle your face in the pillow. jun’s heart breaks as he watches you, his hand sliding away from your face to rub your shoulder soothingly.

“a shower— would be nice,” you croak out softly as your cough finally subsides, rolling back over towards him. you want to be closer to him; even though you’re sweating with cold chills, you still crave the feeling of warmth that you always get when you’re next to him. you know you can’t get as close to him as you really want for fear of passing your sickness on to him, and that’s the only thing that stops you from climbing into his lap and curling into a ball and falling asleep in the safety of his arms.

as if he can read your mind, he gently drapes one arm over your side and holds you, albeit from a distance. it should be him. he’d rather it be him lying here sick in bed instead. but he knows you’d probably be worrying just as much as he is now so it’s no use wishing things were different, and it wouldn’t be a help to anyone if you both got sick together. as much as he wishes he could hold you tight until you get better again, he knows it’s for the best that he doesn’t.

but that doesn’t stop him from trying anyway.

“how about this, honey?” he hums softly, still running his hand along your waist over the blankets. “take your medicine now, and then i’ll help you take a shower so you can cool off. it’ll kick in by the time you get out, and then we’ll get you into some clean pajamas and i’ll put on a movie, maybe make you some tea for your throat and something light for your stomach. does oatmeal sound good? or chicken noodle soup?”

he squeezes your side the slightest bit, tilting his head and offering a warm smile as he looks down at you laying amongst the sheets. you look so… fragile. he can’t help but miss the days when you were bright and happy and full of energy, even though he hasn’t taken a single moment with you for granted. even now, he’s going to cherish every second he spends with you, whether it’s helping you take your medicine or just sitting by your side while you sleep. of course he prefers you when you’re well, but it’s also his responsibility and pleasure to take care of you when you’re not, and he takes this job seriously. not just because he knows he’d get the same treatment from you if the roles were reversed—which, of course you would—but because he loves you.

you let out a little hum of acknowledgement, and his smile instantly grows. even though you haven’t said anything about his proposal, he can tell you like the idea. after a moment you clear your scratchy throat and pry your eyes open, giving him a nod for permission. 

it’s not the most exciting evening you’ll ever have, but it’s exactly what you need right now. jun is exactly what you need right now.

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So, let's see what Li Xiangyi leaves for everyone.

To Qiao Wanmian - the sweetness of his youth.

To the Sigu Sect - his leadership will.

To Yun Biqiu - his free life.

To Fang Duobing - his life's work

To Di Feisheng - his broken soul

“A mystery how he does that.”

Rock Lee: *Swirling chocolate milk in a wine glass* I'm just really over it you know?

Tenten: *Holding a fruit roll up like a cigarette* Oh yeah I get you

Ino: I want you to be rough with me

Sai: *Putting on a wrestling mask* If you say so

Rock Lee: Home isn't a place it's a person

Neji: Bitch did you just call me homeless?

Did yall know Sakura fans and Hinata fans be arguing about who’s more of a single mother 😭

Why do you guys ship Daniel X David??? Bro they are half-brothers please!! Why do some many people in this show like insent and pedophilia?? First it was Max x David and now it is this!?!? 😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭

“Gwen and David know they didn't care, but nobody knows except Max knows how much they didn't. David and Daniel are half-brothers.” - Google

((( Edit: This Is Just A Theory My Apologies, But It Isn't The Best Ship Nonetheless. In my opinion.

mandy wiles i think about you every day. mandy wiles…

it's ms rushinski's quote about mandy being a church-goer clashing with her hinted promiscuity and disordered behavior. also shes a bully. mandy i know youve got a little bit of lesbian left in you Jesus lvoes you…oh my heart hurts

it's the same with lola as well, with lefty claiming that she told him she wanted to become a nun when she graduated … it could be seen as a sarcastic comment, but do you think lola truly wants … this? dont you think these girls are desperately trying to preserve their idea of purity?

to be anyone else but themselves, to be anywhere else but here. mandy going to church as her weekly escape, participating in the choir and fellowshipping with the congregation —

lola praying at her bedside, the sheets tattered and dirty, her room a mess, unable to utter a meaningful word to God - whatever that is, wherever He is —

what am i hoping for, and how long must i suffer to see it?

silco getting in the middle of the night cause jinx said she frew up